ALIEN'S ANGEL by A Vulcan called Ka'Lyn
Disclaimer: I do not own the movie "Signs" or the characters from it, if you don't already know.
Author's Note: R&R people! Just nothing mean!
Quick Overview: Rebecca is taken back to the aliens' ship for further tests and she learns a bit about what her "destiny" is, in the aliens perspective, at least. Will she go along with it or not?
Chapter Six
Rebecca awoke from an unsettling sleep hesitantly, only to find herself in a brightly lit room, with white walls. She blinked against the light and attempted sitting up, but she couldn't. Was she restrained? No. But something was keeping her down. Her lazy blue eyes searched around and seeing no one, she tried to sit up again, but to no avail. It took a few minutes, but them she realized that her right arm was numb, making her muscles unreliable. She glanced over at her arm and blanched.
"What the.what?!" she gasped as she noticed the large needle protruding from her arm. "Oh, God," she muttered, tilting her head away, a nauseated feeling swamping her insides. Using her other arm to hoist herself up, she looked around the room and spotted a large door, although it had no doorknobs or locks. She bit her bottom lip and gingerly pulled the needle from her arm, wincing visible. She let it drop to the floor, dragging a tube along with it. A shudder ran down her spine as she cradled her arm.
"I'm getting out of here," she reassured herself, although she inwardly doubted that she'd find a way out. She climbed down from the cushioned table she had been on, which only brought back a dark memory of when she had been taken by the aliens. This is different, though, she thought, stilling cradling her numb arm. But a drowsy sensation swept over her and she felt herself stumble and waver as she collapsed to the ground.
She crawled wordlessly to what seemed to be a door and twisted herself around so that she was sitting down, with her feet facing the door. The young girl braced herself and lashed out with her legs, striking the door several times with her feet. She muttered every curse word she knew as she repeated that method, until finally the door swung open, knocking Rebecca aside. She fell silent as she saw Aasim, along with a few others, glaring down at her.
Rebecca squirmed under their gaze and slowly rose to her feet like a shameful child who had done something wrong to annoy his or her parents. She looked down and held her arm close, noticing that the feeling was coming back. But before she could do anything about her unexpected visitors, she felt several hands grab her arms and forcefully drag her back to the table. Her eyes widened and she gave a hopeless screech, erupting with struggles. She kicked, screamed, tore at flesh, bit, pinched, punched, and whatever else she could to get loose, although their grip didn't falter.
She found herself thrown back onto the table, where four aliens altogether had to hold her down while the injected the needle again. Rebecca screamed and squirmed, letting out one last shriek as the needle pierced her skin, although she fell silent from tears after. Her hard gaze turned to Aasim, who had put the needle back into her skin. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" she asked through tears. The numbness slowly came back and she fought to move her arm, but it was no use.
"It's a part of our plan. You won't notice a difference once when we're done here," he said, with a hushed voice, into her ear.
Rebecca glared up at him, exclaiming, "What difference?! What are you doing to me?!?" She fumed with anger, struggling against the grip of the other beings around her. "Get me outta here!!" she screeched, focusing her mind on the peaceful surroundings of her hometown in Texas. Please work, she pleaded inwardly, Just work this once. A flooding sensation ran from head to toe and her eyes opened slowly, only to see the familiar white room with dull grey faces looking down at her.
She gasped in pain as another needle was put into her other arm. She screamed angrily as red blood was being sucked from her blood vessels into a long tube that ran to an empty pouch. "That's MY blood!!" was all she managed. Dizziness surged through her and her head lolled to one side and she stared at Aasim through half-opened eyes. "How dare you." she whispered. "I'll kill you all one day," she vowed quietly. With a strained sigh, she slumped against the table, oblivious to the ones around her.
The next time she awakened, she was in still in the same room but the lights were dimmed and she was not being poked with needles. She rose slowly, the dizziness now gone but leaving her with a strange sense. Rebecca stretched, feeling strangely refreshed and energized after the experience. After her blood had changed. She paused at her last thought and shuddered visibly. Looking down at herself, she let a small groan escape from her lips and leaned heavily against the wall.
"Not again." She shook her head, trying to relieve the nausea that slowly became obvious. "Not again," she muttered. "I don't like this anymore," the young girl complained as she peered through her body and at the wall. No.it wasn't the wall. Her skin just had a chameleon effect. Just like before. She forced down a shaky shudder. "I hate this," she said, putting emphasis on hate.
Rebecca pushed herself from the wall and stumbled over to the door. She raised her fists and pounded hard against the door, which was surprisingly made out of some white metal. The sound echoed through the room, although it went on unnoticed by the beings on the other side of the door. With a profound sigh, she broke out into a flood of tears, feeling useless in the prison-like room she was confined in, leaning her head against the door in defeat. In a huff of anger, she lashed out with her feet with a tremendous effort. "I hate this!!" she spat loudly, expressing her feelings between tears.
With a huff, she slumped down to the ground, knees drawn up to her chest and her arms wrapped lightly around her legs. She closed her eyes and muttered something inaudible under her breath. Rebecca rocked gently back and forth, her head swaying slightly at the motion. After a minute of peace and quiet, she stood and carefully searched the door until she found a latch.
The latch was circular and had a knob in the middle. She took hold of the knob and pulled it out slightly, then turned it counter-clockwise twice, clockwise once, and counter-clockwise thrice. She carefully pushed the knob back into the latch. There was a series of clicks and finally, she grabbed the latch and pulled. She smiled triumphantly as the door dragged open slowly. She slipped out with a cat-like stealth, closing the door behind her, and turned to find herself in a long corridor. She shrugged to herself and kept on walking.
She wandered about for at least fifteen minutes and it felt like she was going around in circles, since every corner and door looked alike. Rebecca almost became dizzy while walking down the twisting and turning corridors, although she would swallow hard and reassure herself. After another ten minutes, she came to a door that was a tad bit bigger that the others and was slightly ajar. She looked around and saw a panel beside it that had some sort of fancy writing on it. She shrugged but averted her attention when she heard voices come from within the room beyond the door.
It only took a few minutes for her to realize that whoever was in that room, they were discussing something important, since they were talking in hushed whispers tinged with seriousness. She recognized one of the voices, at least. Aasim. She grimaced in hatred towards her ex-friend, what she had decided to call him after he had betrayed her twice by taking her to the aliens. But a twinge of guilt hit her heart and she couldn't help but feel the kinship towards him that many friends felt for each other.
Tearing her mind from Aasim, she focused on what was being said. Although it was it the aliens' language of clicks, purrs, and hisses, her mind automatically translated it for her and the dialogue came naturally to her mind. The first one to talk was the alien leader, Këíhs. "What now? The transfusion is done but you haven't told her. At least you got the child back to us, I suppose."
Aasim seemed to falter for he didn't reply at first. After a long pause, she heard him say, "Then that will be what I do next." She leaned against the doorframe, which was made of metal, straining to hear.
"What will you tell her?" Këíhs asked coyly.
"I will tell her that she cannot return to Earth and that she must trust me on what she needs to do," Aasim answered coolly, matching his tone.
"And if she doesn't agree to join us against Earth?"
Aasim faltered again, trying to come up with an agreeable reply. "I-I will say that she has no other choice." His voice trailed off slowly and silence reigned over the room.
Finally, Këíhs said, "Yes, and she has no other choice. Either way, her precious planet will be destroyed, with her help or not, although it would take a great deal off our hands if she stayed on our side."
Rebecca's stomach lurched as she peered through the crack between the doors. She watched and listened as another alien of equal power joined them, instead of staying to the side. "Sir, we have plotted the first targets according to the maps." She saw Këíhs nod for the alien, who appeared to be some sort of commander in an army, to continue with the plot numbers.
However, she turned her head and rose from her squatting position she had took, not wanting to listen any further. She shook her head and fought the dreadful urge to throw up, which she was quite familiar with by this point. Turning her back to the pair of sliding doors (which were what they are), she moved herself forward, erupting in a brisk walk to get away from the discussion. She stopped once when she came to a corner and sat herself down, taking deep breaths to calm her nerves. She wiped at her eyes, which had overflowed with tears. I'll never help them.never, she thought. Never.
Disclaimer: I do not own the movie "Signs" or the characters from it, if you don't already know.
Author's Note: R&R people! Just nothing mean!
Quick Overview: Rebecca is taken back to the aliens' ship for further tests and she learns a bit about what her "destiny" is, in the aliens perspective, at least. Will she go along with it or not?
Chapter Six
Rebecca awoke from an unsettling sleep hesitantly, only to find herself in a brightly lit room, with white walls. She blinked against the light and attempted sitting up, but she couldn't. Was she restrained? No. But something was keeping her down. Her lazy blue eyes searched around and seeing no one, she tried to sit up again, but to no avail. It took a few minutes, but them she realized that her right arm was numb, making her muscles unreliable. She glanced over at her arm and blanched.
"What the.what?!" she gasped as she noticed the large needle protruding from her arm. "Oh, God," she muttered, tilting her head away, a nauseated feeling swamping her insides. Using her other arm to hoist herself up, she looked around the room and spotted a large door, although it had no doorknobs or locks. She bit her bottom lip and gingerly pulled the needle from her arm, wincing visible. She let it drop to the floor, dragging a tube along with it. A shudder ran down her spine as she cradled her arm.
"I'm getting out of here," she reassured herself, although she inwardly doubted that she'd find a way out. She climbed down from the cushioned table she had been on, which only brought back a dark memory of when she had been taken by the aliens. This is different, though, she thought, stilling cradling her numb arm. But a drowsy sensation swept over her and she felt herself stumble and waver as she collapsed to the ground.
She crawled wordlessly to what seemed to be a door and twisted herself around so that she was sitting down, with her feet facing the door. The young girl braced herself and lashed out with her legs, striking the door several times with her feet. She muttered every curse word she knew as she repeated that method, until finally the door swung open, knocking Rebecca aside. She fell silent as she saw Aasim, along with a few others, glaring down at her.
Rebecca squirmed under their gaze and slowly rose to her feet like a shameful child who had done something wrong to annoy his or her parents. She looked down and held her arm close, noticing that the feeling was coming back. But before she could do anything about her unexpected visitors, she felt several hands grab her arms and forcefully drag her back to the table. Her eyes widened and she gave a hopeless screech, erupting with struggles. She kicked, screamed, tore at flesh, bit, pinched, punched, and whatever else she could to get loose, although their grip didn't falter.
She found herself thrown back onto the table, where four aliens altogether had to hold her down while the injected the needle again. Rebecca screamed and squirmed, letting out one last shriek as the needle pierced her skin, although she fell silent from tears after. Her hard gaze turned to Aasim, who had put the needle back into her skin. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" she asked through tears. The numbness slowly came back and she fought to move her arm, but it was no use.
"It's a part of our plan. You won't notice a difference once when we're done here," he said, with a hushed voice, into her ear.
Rebecca glared up at him, exclaiming, "What difference?! What are you doing to me?!?" She fumed with anger, struggling against the grip of the other beings around her. "Get me outta here!!" she screeched, focusing her mind on the peaceful surroundings of her hometown in Texas. Please work, she pleaded inwardly, Just work this once. A flooding sensation ran from head to toe and her eyes opened slowly, only to see the familiar white room with dull grey faces looking down at her.
She gasped in pain as another needle was put into her other arm. She screamed angrily as red blood was being sucked from her blood vessels into a long tube that ran to an empty pouch. "That's MY blood!!" was all she managed. Dizziness surged through her and her head lolled to one side and she stared at Aasim through half-opened eyes. "How dare you." she whispered. "I'll kill you all one day," she vowed quietly. With a strained sigh, she slumped against the table, oblivious to the ones around her.
The next time she awakened, she was in still in the same room but the lights were dimmed and she was not being poked with needles. She rose slowly, the dizziness now gone but leaving her with a strange sense. Rebecca stretched, feeling strangely refreshed and energized after the experience. After her blood had changed. She paused at her last thought and shuddered visibly. Looking down at herself, she let a small groan escape from her lips and leaned heavily against the wall.
"Not again." She shook her head, trying to relieve the nausea that slowly became obvious. "Not again," she muttered. "I don't like this anymore," the young girl complained as she peered through her body and at the wall. No.it wasn't the wall. Her skin just had a chameleon effect. Just like before. She forced down a shaky shudder. "I hate this," she said, putting emphasis on hate.
Rebecca pushed herself from the wall and stumbled over to the door. She raised her fists and pounded hard against the door, which was surprisingly made out of some white metal. The sound echoed through the room, although it went on unnoticed by the beings on the other side of the door. With a profound sigh, she broke out into a flood of tears, feeling useless in the prison-like room she was confined in, leaning her head against the door in defeat. In a huff of anger, she lashed out with her feet with a tremendous effort. "I hate this!!" she spat loudly, expressing her feelings between tears.
With a huff, she slumped down to the ground, knees drawn up to her chest and her arms wrapped lightly around her legs. She closed her eyes and muttered something inaudible under her breath. Rebecca rocked gently back and forth, her head swaying slightly at the motion. After a minute of peace and quiet, she stood and carefully searched the door until she found a latch.
The latch was circular and had a knob in the middle. She took hold of the knob and pulled it out slightly, then turned it counter-clockwise twice, clockwise once, and counter-clockwise thrice. She carefully pushed the knob back into the latch. There was a series of clicks and finally, she grabbed the latch and pulled. She smiled triumphantly as the door dragged open slowly. She slipped out with a cat-like stealth, closing the door behind her, and turned to find herself in a long corridor. She shrugged to herself and kept on walking.
She wandered about for at least fifteen minutes and it felt like she was going around in circles, since every corner and door looked alike. Rebecca almost became dizzy while walking down the twisting and turning corridors, although she would swallow hard and reassure herself. After another ten minutes, she came to a door that was a tad bit bigger that the others and was slightly ajar. She looked around and saw a panel beside it that had some sort of fancy writing on it. She shrugged but averted her attention when she heard voices come from within the room beyond the door.
It only took a few minutes for her to realize that whoever was in that room, they were discussing something important, since they were talking in hushed whispers tinged with seriousness. She recognized one of the voices, at least. Aasim. She grimaced in hatred towards her ex-friend, what she had decided to call him after he had betrayed her twice by taking her to the aliens. But a twinge of guilt hit her heart and she couldn't help but feel the kinship towards him that many friends felt for each other.
Tearing her mind from Aasim, she focused on what was being said. Although it was it the aliens' language of clicks, purrs, and hisses, her mind automatically translated it for her and the dialogue came naturally to her mind. The first one to talk was the alien leader, Këíhs. "What now? The transfusion is done but you haven't told her. At least you got the child back to us, I suppose."
Aasim seemed to falter for he didn't reply at first. After a long pause, she heard him say, "Then that will be what I do next." She leaned against the doorframe, which was made of metal, straining to hear.
"What will you tell her?" Këíhs asked coyly.
"I will tell her that she cannot return to Earth and that she must trust me on what she needs to do," Aasim answered coolly, matching his tone.
"And if she doesn't agree to join us against Earth?"
Aasim faltered again, trying to come up with an agreeable reply. "I-I will say that she has no other choice." His voice trailed off slowly and silence reigned over the room.
Finally, Këíhs said, "Yes, and she has no other choice. Either way, her precious planet will be destroyed, with her help or not, although it would take a great deal off our hands if she stayed on our side."
Rebecca's stomach lurched as she peered through the crack between the doors. She watched and listened as another alien of equal power joined them, instead of staying to the side. "Sir, we have plotted the first targets according to the maps." She saw Këíhs nod for the alien, who appeared to be some sort of commander in an army, to continue with the plot numbers.
However, she turned her head and rose from her squatting position she had took, not wanting to listen any further. She shook her head and fought the dreadful urge to throw up, which she was quite familiar with by this point. Turning her back to the pair of sliding doors (which were what they are), she moved herself forward, erupting in a brisk walk to get away from the discussion. She stopped once when she came to a corner and sat herself down, taking deep breaths to calm her nerves. She wiped at her eyes, which had overflowed with tears. I'll never help them.never, she thought. Never.